From the
website: For me, it all started in Little Five Points, Atlanta. On the corner of Euclid and Colquitt stood the Gypsy Market, where my perfume obsession began. Without fail, my husband and I would start fighting in the gawd-awful Atlanta traffic on the way down. I’d arrive all tense and flustered, and within twenty seconds of crossing that threshold, all my worries would melt away. The hot, humid, incense-saturated air seemed to make everything better. I don’t miss the weather, the fire ants, or the wrestling fans, but I still get all nostalgic when I remember the punks, hippies, and gorgeous cowrie-shelled dreadlock mamas that made Little Five the place to be.
My first signature blend, Little 5 is an intoxicating mix of spicy opium-like musk and redolent oriental rose. It opens up with a fresh herbal note of sweetgrass then deepens into its heart of sophisticated rose, finally warming down to its dark dreamy base. This is a perfume lover’s perfume, not for beginners or the faint of heart. Pair this scent with smokey eye makeup and a little Billie Holiday. Little 5 will put an extra switch in your hips.
Review: I want to be a fan of this. Honest. I adore Atlanta and the Little 5. But, on my skin, it’s all powder and (over-powering) rose. Phew! I thought an hour or three later it would have settled down. I was wrong.
Hoping it was just me, Emily tried it too. Rose always smell divine on her skin. But, on her, this was all powder. About an hour later it was still slews of powder with a tiny hint of musk. Just nuts. And not at all what I remember about Little 5.
Keeper? If you’re local and want to try it, I’m willing to part with this one.
Purchase? Not for me. But if you want to smell like you’re floating in a rose garden, this is for you! And I’m talking about those massive talking roses in Alice in Wonderland. The really pretty ones.